Self-investment

Jian Ling stared at the woman, his blood boiled all over his body, his eyes were astonishingly bright in the dark, like a wild beast catching a lonely animal in the jungle, wishing to use his eyes to peel off the serious camouflage on her body, let her She took off her dignified coat, which made the corners of her eyes flushed, revealing a look of uncontrollable love.

It's been a long time since I met someone with such an appetite. With just one touch and two syllables, Jian Ling can't wait like a kid.

When the woman withdrew her hand, she left the handkerchief in Jian Ling's palm.

There was still some residual warmth from her palm on the square handkerchief, Jian Ling couldn't bear to let it get dirty, she slowly put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed lightly, there was a faint fragrance in her nose, clean and elegant, refreshing, and she could only feel it when she inhaled it There is a hint of sweet fragrance that seems to be absent, and one can sniff it deeply, but can't find anything.

Jian Ling was almost intoxicated, her heart throbbed endlessly, and her voice became strangely hoarse.

"This...beautiful girl..." She racked her brains to think of a suitable address, "Can you leave a contact information? I can return the handkerchief after I wash it."

The woman obviously didn't want to have any contact with Jian Ling, so she took a sip of her wine and said lightly, "Throw it away."

Being rejected once, Jian Ling was not discouraged, and asked again: "As a thank you, how about I buy you a drink?"

It is self-evident what it means to invite a strange woman to drink in a late-night bar.

This time she didn't even answer, just laughed, low and inaudible, with contempt and sarcasm, as if to say that Jane Ling toad wants to eat swan meat.Jian Ling's hearing is good, and she can hear all the emotions in her smile.

"..." Even if this woman is very appetizing to Jian Ling, she has already shown such obvious rejection and disdain, and Jian Ling can't force her anymore. She is a face-saving person, so she didn't speak anymore, and unfolded the square veil , Wiping hair indiscriminately, the more I rub it, the more irritable I become.

I don't know how much syrup was added to that glass of wine, which made Jane's hair sticky, and the handkerchief couldn't be wiped clean, so she simply called the waiter to pay the bill, got up and went to the bathroom, intending to wash her hair thoroughly.

When she left, she still didn't forget to glance at the woman again. The woman was still drinking alone in the dark, her throat rolled up and down from time to time, and Jane's heart throbbed even more. Seeing her lonely silhouette, she felt unspeakable regret.

There are many people who make Jian Ling fall in love with her, but the one who makes her blood boil, Jian Ling has lived for 25 years, this woman is the only one.

Just missed it, what a pity.

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There were not many people in the women's bathroom, and the heavy wooden door cut off the noise outside. Jane lowered her head under the faucet, and the water flow was turned to the maximum. She was freed from the noise just now, she turned off the faucet, shook her head and raised her body, looked at the person in the mirror, laughed for a while, and wondered if she was not attractive.

It's okay to be dumped, even the invitation to the strange woman 419 in the bar was rejected, Jian Ling looked left and right in the mirror, trying to find some signs of aging and fading, but to no avail, the person in the mirror was as good-looking as ever , Collagen all over the face.

While thinking wildly, Jian Ling pulled a few paper towels from the box next to her to dry her dripping hair. She spent a long time in the bathroom, and when her hair finally stopped dripping, the door was pushed open, and another person walked in. .

is her.

The woman who handed Jian Ling a handkerchief and refused her mercilessly.

Jane's throat tightened.

Under the bright ceiling light in the bathroom, she could finally see her appearance clearly.

She is a mature and indifferent beautiful woman who looks a few years older than Jian Ling. She is about thirty years old. She has long curly hair, light makeup, a waist-tight suit and a meticulous shirt. She bends over to wash her hands, her black straight-leg pants are tight, Wrapped a pair of slender straight legs, and round buttocks.

It's so serious that it makes people's blood boil.

Meeting twice in one night, is there a more coincidental fate than this?Especially the person who refused so clearly and seduced him so casually made Jian Ling scratch his head.

Jian Ling pretended to straighten her hair, and looked at her calmly in the mirror.

Or how can I say it's Nie Yuan, from appearance to temperament, this woman is completely in line with Jian Ling's appetite, her eyes are drooping, and her long and slender eyelashes cover all the emotions in her eyes, she looks cold, and the tails of her eyes are light It is raised up a little, it is indescribably provocative, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the beautifully shaped lips are always tightly pressed, so it looks unreasonable, Jian Ling thought, I really don't know how bright and charming she should be when she smiles.

At the beginning, Jian Ling was still concerned about her dignity, and only dared to look at women secretly, but later, she simply stared at her, her gaze was so hot that it almost burned a hole in the mirror.

The woman was keenly aware, turned off the faucet, raised her eyes, and looked at Jian Ling in the mirror. This exchange lasted two seconds, hiding too much deep meaning, and Jian Ling's heart skipped a beat, but soon the woman moved away indifferently. It seemed that she didn't recognize Jian Ling at all.

How ruthless, Jane Ling thought.

While she was hesitating for a moment, the woman had already opened the bathroom door and was about to leave.

Such a person may never have a second one if he misses it once.

Jane Ling's body moved one step ahead of her brain, grabbed her wrist, and at the same time slammed the wooden door that had been opened to prevent the woman from leaving.

In a flash, the woman's reaction speed was beyond Jane Ling's expectations. She seemed to have planned it long ago. She moved one step ahead of Jian Ling, flipped her wrist to grab Jian Ling's palm, and caught Jian Ling's wrist by surprise, and turned her backhand Pushing the briefing order against the wall was unexpected.

Before Jian Ling could react, his back was already tightly attached to the wall, and one hand was shackled, unable to move at all. He could only let the woman press him down, breathing on her face, with a quiet and clear feeling. The dark fragrance.

Exactly the same scent as the handkerchief.

With just this scent, Jian Ling was so excited that her whole body trembled, and even her teeth chattered with joy.

They were so close that their noses almost touched, they exhaled and breathed together, they looked into each other's eyes, and there was no other movement.

Tick, tick, tick, tick.

Drops of water from untightened faucets hit the wall of the porcelain-white sink, magnified infinitely in the empty bathroom.

Jian Ling was fascinated to think, this woman's eyes are so beautiful, like a deep pool, calm and calm, making it easy for people to sink into it.

The surrounding temperature continued to rise, sweat dripped from Jian Ling's forehead, her heart beat violently, and sparks of greed appeared in her eyes.

Like a wild beast grabbing its prey.

But this time it was obviously her who was caught.

The woman was half a head taller than Jian Ling, and Jian Ling's eyes were just at the level of her chin.

Time seemed to stand still, suddenly, Jian Ling blinked and moved first.

She tilted her head and smiled at the woman, then leaned her upper body forward slightly, and pressed the tip of her tongue against the woman's chin, giving it a light, feathery lick.

The warm, wet, and strange touch caused a ripple in the woman's pool-like eyes, and the muscles all over her body tightened suddenly, and her five fingers clenched Jian Ling's wrist with a bit more strength.

The corners of Jian Ling's mouth were lifted up triumphantly, eyes were filled with water, and brows were slightly frowned, as if enduring pain, she whispered softly, and said hoarsely: "My sister, you hurt me."

Jian Ling spoke these words against her chin, and the hot air wafted around her neck, making her swan-like beautiful neck instantly turn red.

The woman was breathing a little fast, her pupils constricted, and her lips were almost pursed into a line. Her whole body was tense, but the strength in her hands relaxed a lot, vainly encircling Jian Ling.